Madelline

It is more like a memoir of Madeline an old lady who is been admitted to an old age home by her own daughter. Madeline says her story to high school students who comes to interview old age home people's life. Read more to find out the sad story of Madeline.

Submitted:Oct 17, 2012
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"What is she doing?" Diana asked. "Whatever it is, it is
worth a profit" Michael replied. "You always talk on profit and
gain; can't you just appreciate the work?" Ginny said hot headed
as always. "Is she normal to take interview? I -""Can not say,
Michael" Leann replied. "Ahem! Don't worry kids, she is one of
the finest and oldest members of this Own House asylum" middle
aged lady with absolute blond hair gave a smile to the kids who
came from high school to interview old people in any well known
asylum. "Go ahead, I am sure she has a story to tell" said the
in-charge of the Own House and retired to her desk.

The lady was rocking in the chair and was engrossed in
stitching. She raised her head only when her cat curled around
her ankle. Leann said, "Grandma?" The word fell in her ears and
her sweet plump face showed a beautiful smile on her rosy pink
lips. The kids didn't know she was blind they understood only
when she stumbled on the way while she walked in the direction of
the voice. Leann had no idea what to do. The old lady reached
her and felt Leann's smooth skin, she could see her eyes clear
and filled with fresh tears. "I knew one day my grand daughter
would come to meet me" the lady said. The lady did not leave her
hand and Leann made her sit in the nearby chair. Leann too didn't
feel to correct the old lady that she is not her grand child. "I
have come with my friends, they would like to talk to you" Leann
said. The twinkling eyes still had tears filled yet her voice
didn't shiver. "Good morning, I am Madeline and she is my grand
daughter" said the lady. "How is your mother?" she asked Leann.
"She is fine" Leann replied. "Good to hear she at least told you
that your grandma is alive." Madeline said her. "I thought your
mother would invite me to see you when you where born. I waited
for her call but she didn't yet I went to her house with Judy
(in-charge of the Own House). I could hear your voice but she
slammed the door shut. From the day you were born I been knitting
and have loads of things stored for you" "Why did her mother do
it?" Diana asked. Madeline smiled her faced showed she went back
to the memories. "Grandma, would you tell us your story?" Michael
asked. A wry grin lit up her face. "Yes, I guess so. My grand
daughter should at least know I am not the cause but all was just
faith." Madeline said. Michael meanwhile set up the mini cassette
recorder on.

"I became an orphan at the age of 6 and ended in an
orphanage. I don't want to say the name. By the age of 11 I
became blind by a nasty fall. My husband Jerry was blind from
childhood and was with me throughout. Since we were blind older
kids in the orphanage used to ill-treat us and harass. Jerry
didn't tolerated, if anyone played prank on me. Supportive and
loving, we moved out of the orphanage and worked hard for a
living. The relationship went deeper and we got married. I became
a mother of two Marge and Josh. It was difficult for us to raise
them as we were blind and had no one to help us. Yet we led life
peaceful until my son Josh died in an accident. Josh was very
close to me and he would listen to us. Marge was sweet but she
felt down to say others that her parents are blind and was
orphan. She loved her brother and she feels I am the cause for my
son's death. The talks and words hit us badly and Jerry left me
alone and headed his way to heaven and I been brought here by her
at the time of her marriage. "Why did Marge blame you?" Ginny
asked. She looked in her direction.

"It was night and raining heavily. Jerry had gone to set the
bills right in the bank. We had settled at a place where one had
to walk a mile to reach the town. The heavy rains beat the
streets deadly and I had no means to communicate to him. Josh
offered to fetch him and I agreed. Marge however said, her father
would come of his own later. Yet Josh went. It was last I had
heard his voice. The next day, we learned Josh met an accident
and his body was dragged under the truck a far distance and the
same night Jerry was hit by a car but the citizens had admitted
him to the hospital. This news, made Marge go wild on me. She
didn't even seem to be talking to her mother. She treated
vulnerably. Jerry had to amputate both his legs as he was
diabetic and the wounds weren't healing. Jerry lay on bed, yet
she didn't show pity on him. Marge should have understood
whatever we did was for her and Josh. The tears for once came out
pouring and Leann was petting her passionately. Madeline was
getting pale. "Enough for now. Madam, have some rest. Your grand
daughter will come tomorrow." Judy said and led her to bed. "We
will come tomorrow" Leann assured her and left.

"Hey, mom" Leann said. "How was your day?" her mother asked.
"Good, we went to Own House asylum and interviewed an old blind
lady. She thought I am her grand child." Leann said. Her mother
stopped in between of her work and later regained. "Mother, you
never told me about my grand parents. Listen to this, we recorded
it." Leann said and played the record. At the end, Leann's mother
wept and those eyes revealed Leann. "I want to meet her." Marge
said. Leann could not speak a word.

The next day, the kids and Marge went to meet Madeline. Alas, the
old finest and oldest member said goodbye without hearing her
grand daughter's voice ever again. "She left you this."Judy said
to Leann and eyed hotly to Marge.

The photographs of her grandparents, Josh and Marge and loads of
knitted articles.